An investigation of the emotional and economic value of Africa's most lucrative export: filmed poverty. Deep in the interiors of the Congo, Dutch artist Renzo Martens single-handedly undertakes an epic journey and launches an emancipatory program that helps the poor become aware of what is their primary capital resource: Poverty. After three years of traveling through the Democratic Republic of the Congo he asks the question: "Who owns poverty?
In the east of the Democratic Republic of the Congo, rape has been used as a weapon of war for more ...
Jazz and decolonization are intertwined in a powerful narrative that recounts one of the tensest epi...
A musical oddessy through the heart of Africa in search of the roots of Rock & Roll.
Over 6,000 men served and 19 fell in the Congo Battalion (1960-64), Sweden's most dramatic and conte...
Documentary about African political leader Patrice Lumumba, who was Prime Minister of Zaire (now Con...
“In the beginning, women lived apart, unaware of the existence of men. Until one day, when the first...
Documentary about the inhabitants, both human and animal, of the Belgian Congo. Released in 1958.
The Democratic Republic of the Congo is a vast, mineral rich country the size of Western Europe. Ala...
Lao Yang is head of logistics of the group. He is responsible for the equipment, building materials ...
A quartet of powerful, hard-hitting short films that lay bare the disturbing reality of everyday lif...
1961 - the year when Swedish UN soldiers are in the crisis-ridden Congo and Secretary General Dag Ha...
Wherever war breaks out, men with guns rape. During the decades of conflict in the Democratic Republ...
With unprecedented access to the UN Department of Peacekeeping, The Peacekeepers provides an intimat...
Short ethnographic documentary showing a leopard dance based upon footage shot by director Luc de He...
Short ethnographic documentary showing some everyday life scenes based upon footage shot by director...
In urban America, the bush of Africa, the war zone of the Congo, and in closed nations there are wom...